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sweet fucking jesus dude i can feel my heart crying ;;;❤____❤;;;
IT HAS A FORK.
They are the most asshole animals on earth because they are too fucking adorable. They can kill you with this damn fork and you are just going to say ‘awwwwn’ because they are fucking adorable and SHIT. i love the shit out of it.
Look, i know (really) that tumblr is an open place for everyone bitch about everything.
And i recognize that i hate when people tell others to stfu their opinions on the source post and etc because hey, you are here. Suck it up.
But dude, sometimes i wonder if i really should go on on doing my own gifs (even if i do then mostly to my girls, and for discussions because A LOT of people complain when we discuss on their gifs and yadda).
BUT THE THINGS I MUST READ.
I just want to kill a lot of people.
That’s all i ask, please.
It’s not that i don’t RESPECT other opinions…it’s just they are…so dumb.
BRB, i will
fuck anything i could find take a cold shower after reading this scene
“Hands and knees, lover. Don’t get cute with me.”
Her eyes lost some of their teasing and she didn’t move from her perch. Usually during sex, I simply tussled us into whatever position I wanted. She was always willing, until she pushed back at me with a preferred position of her own. I loved that about her, never afraid to shove right back. But now I was ordering her. Something I did with most humans. She wasn’t used to it. She didn’t trust it entirely.
“Why? What are you going to do?”
She gasped when she suddenly found herself in the exact position I’d asked, and now had forced. “You question me too much,” I growled from behind her, lowering myself to her ear. Her lush hips filled my hands once again as I crowded them. My knees were between hers, but they were not far enough apart for my liking.
“Spread yourself wider. Arch your back.”
She gasped and tried to look over her shoulder at me. I gripped her hair, gently, but enough to keep her face forward. “Eric?”
“Hush,” I clipped.
Without warning, I slipped my fingers between her deliciously semi-parted thighs. “More,” I commanded again. “I said open up.”
Shivering, she obeyed and opened her knees wider, arching her back, thrusting her ass higher in the air. My fangs ran down at the sight. That ridiculously slim waist amplifying into two perfect globes, and she was offering all of it to me.
The foreign sensation of biological need erupted in me. For a moment, the long-dead man in me wanted to fuck this woman until that tiny waist was slim no longer. My claim to her would be more evident that my bite ever was, swelling her womb with proof of my ownership.
etc etc etc etc